Our hands began to stroke each other automatically, instinctively knowing what each other would like."What was that you said about wine ?", I asked. S...e repeated her scoop and lick from before and a wicked grin appeared on my face. "What are you up to ?, I hope it's something naughty !!". I went in the main room naked, on view to the whole world through the window and returned with the wine glasses. Placing them on the table I retrieved the bucket and bottle from the floor and poured it into. That action felt great in fact, very pleasurable for me, it electrified my whole body, building fire of hell in between my legs, over my pussy in specific, in fact that last action was very much welcomed by me, I even went further by bending over as much as the space allowed, lifting my ass up higher pushing it towards his crotch.I guess there was no need for any dictionary, to translate the naughty move I made to its actual, and only meaning, which was “fuck me” true till that moment I have. ”She left and I shut down my computer so that I could walk to the hospital to meet Jessica.December 1, 1990, Chicago, Illinois“Are we taking a vacation next summer?” Kara asked at breakfast on Saturday morning.“Are we talking just we three or with the kids?” I asked.“I suppose that depends on where we go,” Kara said.“If it were up to Tiger, it would be Sweden or Russia,” Jessica said.“I would love to go to Russia again,” I said. “Or Sweden. But those are long trips and we’d need to be gone at. Not thirty seconds passed before the green door opened and Tracy emerged. She said not one word but instead walked up in front of me, pressed her body hard against mine, and savagely began kissing me on the lips. God I love being me. She pressed into me, smashing me to the wall, and I felt her tits flatten against my chest. I tentatively placed my hands on her hips while our tongues mingled, my eyes darting to make sure no one was around. She pulled away suddenly, panting for breath, and placed.